Changren's gaze gradually sank.

Fighting on the battlefield for nearly 100 years, nine deaths and one life, has already made this two-hundred-year-old monk's heart like a rock, and he is not shocked at every turn, but when he heard the three words of the Blood Draining Palace, he still couldn't help but change color.

Because the three words of the Blood Drain Hall mean that there are no conditions to talk about, only results to discuss.

They do not distinguish between good and evil, they only recognize interests, and once they accept the request of their employer, even if the employer is dead, they must complete the task.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Hongguo did not exist, the Drain Blood Hall was already famous in the Hongyu, and now the gang is all over Kyushu, the masters gather, and the Drain Blood Hall where Yong'an City is located is just a drop in the ocean. Even mortals know that once someone's name is connected to the Blood Draining Palace, there is only one way to die.

But Changren's change of color is more because of anger:

"The Xuanwu God will garrison the frontier for the human race for a hundred years, slaying countless demons and demons, but you and other rats want to put him to death because of interests? !

The man who claimed to be the deputy hall master of the Draining Blood Hall did not move, and still had a warm smile on his face: "It is rumored that the four great gods will each have seven protectors, and the seven gods of the Xuanwu gods are Dou, Niu, Female, Void, Danger, Room, and Wall, and it must be the 'East Wall' general at his feet." ”

Changren was silent, and the three-foot Qingfeng condensed and formed in his hand like a water wave.

Huang Daoan touched his chin and praised: "Water is impermanent, soldiers are impermanent, good sword! However, with the realm of General Chang's 'Blue Sky Question', I am afraid that he is not Huang's opponent." ”

Qingtian asked, Changren was naturally very clear about his realm.

The monks call these nine questions the Nine Questions, which are the Question of the Body, the Transcendent Question, the Great King Question, the Great Kun Question, the Blue Heaven Question, the Question of All Beings, the Question of Life and Death, the Question of the Heart, and the Question of the Dao.

Changren is in the realm of Qingtian Question, and the other party can see through this realm at a glance, obviously reaching the realm of heart questioning, Taoist questioning, or even higher.

However, Changren is not afraid, cultivation is only one aspect of combat power, this is the unbreakable truth of the cultivation realm, but Huang Daoan's next sentence made Changren's sword tremble.

It's just that General Chang has misunderstood, Huang came here today, and he has nothing to do with the Xuanwu Divine General. ”

Changren frowned, his mind flickered, and Yu Guang glanced at Qianyi: "That Langzhong is dead." ”

Huang Daoan smiled slightly: "The chief general doesn't know the rules of our blood draining hall, but Huang never dares to forget the article 'If the employer is not there, he must be killed', so please ask the general to make it easier." ”

Changren didn't retreat an inch: "I remember that the Blood Draining Hall doesn't kill mortals, but what do you explain for the corpses all over the street?"

"Mortals are naturally killed by mortals, and they have nothing to do with the Blood Draining Temple. ”

"That Lang Zhong has done a lot of evil, and everyone will be punished, so the Blood Drain Hall is not afraid of being spurned by the people of the world?"

"Good is also evil, evil is also good, the Blood Drain Temple has long given up good and evil, killing, dying, just for profit. ”

"This son is a student of Yourong Guoyuan, and he shot an arrow through the lintel of Yufu yesterday, and he killed him in the Blood Palace, not afraid of being uprooted by Yourong Guoyuan and the soldiers of the border gates?"

Huang Daoan sighed: "It's true that I have a headache, but it's a pity that I couldn't help myself when I took this stubble." ”

Changren wanted to say more, but Huang Daoan shook his head, facing Changren sideways, and facing the laziness who ran behind him at some point: "General Chang, don't you think that Huang can't even find out what is missing?"

Seeing that Changren was silent, he said again: "To be honest, Huang only has the cultivation of the Dao Realm, which is four small realms higher than you, counting General Chang's rich combat experience, and this evil puppy, this battle is indeed not very easy to fight, Huang has to hang the lottery even if he wins, but Huang has worked hard to come here, he can't do nothing, be direct, this head is not allowed to be picked today?"

Changren didn't answer, and the long sword Qinghui in his hand soared: "Make a move." ”

Huang Daoan moved his steps, made way for an ant under his feet, conjured a nine-inch dagger in his hand, and said to himself: "After so many tongues, but no one has ever listened, is there still a flaw in the 'Killing Dao'?"

The voices are gone.

A subtle and sharp sound sounded in Qianyi's ears, and Changren and the deputy hall master of the blood drain were already fighting together, lazily turning into a three-zhang tall snow beast, quietly guarding outside the magic circle.

The two people who fought did not fight to the ground, the sun and the moon were dark, but it was like two martial arts people fighting, swords and swords, and sharp shadows were intertwined, but they couldn't see people, and even the sword light was an afterimage.

Qian also had no time to take care of him, since Yu Buzhuo handed over the matter of protecting the Dharma to Changren, he also believed it without reservation, and laziness was also outside the battle.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the two monks who were about to cross the avenue did not destroy even a single grass, only the occasional splash of blood covered the blue color of the cliff bank.

Lazy has not moved, like a statue, standing with its head held high.

At the moment when the day was getting westward, the battle suddenly stopped, and the two stood dozens of zhang away, Changren held the sword in one hand, facing the slanting sun, and his figure was as tall as before the sword, but Huang Daoan was panting, sweating profusely, like a chicken crawling out of the water.

Both of them had injuries on their bodies, and the sword wounds on Huang Daoan's body were even more and more serious, but only the wounds on Changren's body kept bleeding out.

Huang Daoan didn't look at Changren, he straightened his tattered robe, looked at somewhere outside the cliff, and slowly frowned: "The people of the imperial court......?"

After a moment of silence, Huang Daoan put away the dagger: "That's it, the Blood Draining Hall does not intervene in worldly disputes, although the head has to be removed, it has not been said that it must be picked today, so it is better to recognize your face today." ”

After that, he took out a jade bottle from his arms, took the pill for himself, and then hugged his fist, Huang Daoan laughed loudly: "General Chang, Huang is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he has always admired the soldiers at the border pass, but this mission is in his body, and he must not shirk it, and I hope that General Chang will forgive me, this bottle of pill should be made amends, and there will be a period later." ”

Before the words fell, Huang Daoan threw the jade bottle in his hand and disappeared into the distance.

Changren looked at the vast mountains and fields, leaned on his sword, and stood until he spit out a breath of turbid air after dozens of breaths, and sat down cross-legged.

Without touching the jade bottle thrown by Huang Daoan, Changren took out a pill from his bosom and took it, closing his eyes and pranayama.

In the battle with Huang Daoan, he was more seriously injured than he seemed on the surface, and his strength was huge, and there were no more than two percent left, and as Huang Daoan detected with a secret method, Changren heard that a figure was rapidly approaching more than ten miles away.

After a hundred breaths, Changren got up and looked at the empty place, as if he was calm and sighed: "Suenu, I didn't expect to meet here." ”

A coquettish smile sounded from the void, like a silver bell: "Dongbi, don't come unharmed." ”